Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 741 Unknown
The Edward Foundation's actions put some pressure on Mountain Eagle, because although he had captured a few people, he had not yet figured out their movements or even found any trace of their main force.

In the eyes of the Mountain Eagle, their approach of gradually building an advantage is very clever and cautious, which shows that they are very well prepared.

Compared to Vincent and the Sinaloa Group's approach of training their own fighters while hiring a group of skilled individuals, this is the truly dangerous enemy.

However, the Mountain Eagles' advantage in choosing the area near an Alaskan brown bear camp as the decisive battleground also became apparent at this point...

The place was too remote, and with the added advantage of favorable weather and location, the Mountain Eagle, as the clearly weaker party, chose to put itself in the open and challenge the opponent, which objectively reduced the opponent's room for choice.

Mountain Eagle sensed worry in Dalia's eyes. He patted her on the shoulder reassuringly, gesturing for her to check on Tessa and the others, then went upstairs, closing the door behind him...

Several prisoners captured from Anchorage, along with the bomb planter captured by Blood Fox at the airport, were locked in separate rooms...

Two bombers, two snipers, two islanders who followed him from Thailand to Alaska, and two mercenaries who ambushed him along the way.

The composition of these people is a bit strange, even puzzling for Mountain Eagle, because it requires a complex logical thread to bring these people together on one issue.

The worst-case scenario is that they are completely unrelated, but the Edward Foundation developed the power of the Mountain Eagle's enemies, allowing more people to participate in the siege against him.

Following the screams, Mountain Eagle found the innermost interrogation room. The moment he pushed the door open, he saw a bearded man with his pants pulled down, two electrical wires connected to his genitals...

Blood Fox stood next to a camera, coldly watching the screaming bearded man, while the old man, Deer, sat on a small stool next to the prisoner, occasionally touching the battery on the ground with the wire in his hand.

The bearded man had already lost control of his bladder from the electric shock, and because the window was open, the strong cold air rushed into the room, amplifying his pain and making him appear extremely desperate in the face of the needle-like electric shocks.

Looking at the guy's grotesque appearance—his eyes were crooked, his mouth was crooked, and he was urinating and defecating—Mountain Eagle frowned and looked at Blood Fox, saying, "Is this the guy you caught at the airport?"
How did they sneak in?

Blood Fox, his face grim, said, "They came in with the truck..."

Just before you arrived here, a shipment of goods ordered by Dalia arrived at the airport. The people in charge of transportation unloaded the goods into the airport warehouse, and this guy and another person took advantage of that opportunity to hide in the warehouse under the cover of the goods.

Do you know what this means?

Upon hearing this, Mountain Eagle's face instantly darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "Either they want to follow the cargo to the brown bear camp and then find an opportunity to launch an attack."

Either someone in Thailand leaked Tessa's itinerary, allowing them to deduce that I might be here to pick her up.

Both are bad, but the latter has more serious consequences.

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle walked up to the bearded man, looked down into his cloudy eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Is he a member of the Demon Gang?"

Blood Fox shook his head with a somewhat grim expression and said, "No, this guy and his companions are both former ATF agents with tainted records. Someone paid them to infiltrate the airport under the cover of cargo and find an opportunity to plant time bombs on the planes."

Their initial target wasn't you, but all the planes they could reach.

The people who hired them offered them an $80 commission and promised an additional $10 bonus for each additional plane they destroyed.

When we arrived, they were already inside the airport, but they had been contacted a few hours earlier to plant bombs on King Air helicopters and other aircraft during the fighting outside, and to detonate them in flight.

As he spoke, Blood Fox looked at Mountain Eagle, who seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice, "Mountain Eagle, your manpower is very limited. You can't handle this kind of all-out attack..."

Our best course of action now is to temporarily abandon the airport and gather everyone at the brown bear camp.

But I'm more worried that if we do that, we might be handing our opponents their strategic objectives!

Upon hearing this, Mountain Eagle made a bombing gesture with his right hand and said in a deep voice, "Gather everyone together and then drop a big bomb?"

I don't think the Edward Foundation has that capability. They've already crossed the line in Los Angeles, and bombing is not the same as illegally using military helicopters...

This is an act of war!

Moreover, I am well-prepared; as long as the enemy doesn't use jet fighters or bombers, the early warning system I've deployed at the camp should be able to handle it.

Blood Fox didn't feel relieved after hearing this; he shook his head and said, "The Edward Foundation's actions are very strange..."

I just interrogated the two captured snipers. They weren't even mercenaries; they were a pair of newly-minted retired French sniper partners.

They were hired two weeks ago and have been on standby at a hotel near the airport since arriving in Anchorage. Today is their first order.

Including the captured mercenaries, members of the Highland Legion...

None of the known attackers are members of the Demon Legion; they are all cannon fodder hired to cause us trouble. Mountain Eagle, this time our enemies are not just mercenaries or combatants; there must be a high-ranking commander among them who is orchestrating this.

Worst of all, this person knows our personnel structure and weaknesses very well…

The Highland Regiment confessed that their original plan was to ambush us in the city of Anchorage, but they were later notified at the last minute to ambush us outside the airport instead.

What does this mean? "

Mountain Eagle rubbed his throbbing temples and said, "This means our opponent has been monitoring our actions and adjusting accordingly."

From this perspective, the Highland Legion's initial target might not have been me, but Tessa.

The purpose of bringing in the Highland Legion to ambush me wasn't to kill me, but to create an opportunity for the guys already hiding inside the airport.

This guy initially just wanted to tighten the encirclement and put pressure on us to force us to retreat, but when he saw an opportunity to take me down, he decisively adjusted his plan.

This guy is a master of improvisation!

When I deliberately revealed myself at the airport, he started trying to make connections...

Those two snipers were just the first attempt, and the second ambush by the high ground troops was just to distract us. The real kill was actually inside the airport all along!
This guy's pretty good..."

Blood Fox said with a gloomy expression, "Most importantly, we don't know where the Demon Legion is or how they plan to attack the camp."

That's their ultimate weapon!

This situation is extremely dangerous; we need to make more plans...

When I don't know the enemy's situation, I'd rather think of the worst-case scenario!

Mountain Eagle pinched the bridge of his nose, nodded, and said, "I understand. The problem now is what means the other side is planning to use to attack?"
Using jet fighters is impossible. Not to mention whether they would dare to take such a risk, even in the current Alaskan weather, clearing the runway at the air force base is a huge undertaking.

When I get back, I'll have Razer contact the Inuit people in the National Guard and have them monitor the situation at the air force base so we can know in advance if anything unusual happens.

The most likely attack would come from the Yukon River, which was not completely frozen at this time. If they were willing to take the risk, they could transport powerful weapons by boat to a location close to the camp.

The key issue is that I can't imagine what they would use.
What makes them so confident they can destroy a brown bear camp?

The elk that had been silent all along suddenly spoke up: "What are you thinking about?"

They also have powerful weapons; just two 120mm mortars could give us a lot of trouble.

Mortars are cheap, effective, and inconspicuous; a good gunner or two can turn a camp into a sea of ​​fire.

The brown bear camp is located at a bend in the Yukon River, at the bottom of a V-shape, where just two boats can launch crossfire attacks from both sides.

Moreover, because of the obstruction of the trees, we couldn't attack our opponents at all.

After hearing this, the mountain eagle said in a deep voice, "That's not necessarily true..."

Looking at the mountain eagle's confident demeanor, the elk sneered and said, "You say you can attack them from a distance, but they don't know that."

If I were a member of the Demon Order, and I suffered a major setback in Los Angeles, I certainly wouldn't engage you in the battlefield you've designated. Instead, I would cover Vincent and the Sinaloa Group's assault on the Bear Camp, and then find an opportunity to intervene and take over the battle.

If you can find intelligence on Vincent and the Sinaloa Group, the Edward Foundation certainly can too!

Blood Fox didn't particularly agree with the deer's crude deduction. Although his method was highly probable and feasible, it didn't align with Blood Fox's assessment of their opponent...

He looked at the mountain eagle, who was deep in thought, and said seriously, "I think what the elk said is just a possibility, or rather, part of his actions."

Our battle in Los Angeles revealed a lot.

Any qualified intelligence analyst could have gleaned a great deal of intelligence about us from that battle.

Especially when the Edward Foundation is on the receiving end of the attack, he is even more motivated to conduct the most detailed analysis of you.

A qualified commander doesn't rely on others; he always has methods we haven't considered.

(End of this chapter)